A Woman’s True Essence

“Why disparage her, the mother of kings? Woman is born from woman; none exist without her.”

I recently received this reflection on the essence of womanhood. After perusing it, I felt compelled to share it with you. Please, take the time to read it in its entirety… it’s truly enlightening!

WOMAN. . . . . . . . .

When God fashioned woman, it was nearing the end of the 6th day of creation…….

An Angel approached and queried, “Why invest so much time in her?” The Lord replied, “Have you seen the multitude of qualities I must infuse into her form? She must adapt to diverse circumstances, capable of cradling several children simultaneously. Possess a touch that can mend anything from a scraped knee to a shattered spirit. She must accomplish all this with just two hands. She heals herself when ailing and can toil for 18 hours a day.”

The Angel was astounded. “With just two hands… remarkable! And is this the standard design?” Drawing nearer, the Angel gently touched the woman. “But she appears so tender, Lord.” “She is indeed soft,” affirmed the Lord, “yet I have endowed her with resilience beyond measure. You cannot fathom what she can withstand and surmount.”

“Can she reason?” inquired the Angel. “Not only can she reason, but she can also contemplate and negotiate,” replied the Lord.

The Angel brushed her cheek. “Lord, it seems this creation is fragile! You have burdened her with so much.” Correcting the Angel, the Lord said, “She is not fragile; those are tears.” “What purpose do they serve?” queried the Angel. “Tears are her means of expressing sorrow, uncertainty, affection, solitude, anguish, and pride.”

The Angel was deeply moved. “Lord, you are truly wise. You have considered every aspect. A woman is truly remarkable.”

The Lord affirmed, “Indeed she is. She possesses a strength that astounds even a man. She confronts adversity and carries burdens. She cradles joy, affection, and convictions. She smiles amidst turmoil, sings in sorrow, weeps in joy, and laughs in fear. She fights for her beliefs. Her love knows no bounds. Her heart breaks at the loss of a loved one, yet she summons the strength to continue.”

The Angel pondered, “So she is flawless?” The Lord responded, “No. She possesses but one flaw: she often forgets her own worth.”